Chapter 206 Bah! Victor, You Scumbag!

"The next thing we are going to visit is the "miracle" in the museum!"

The female tour guide looked at them, "Excuse me, are there any heart patients? Or other underlying diseases?"

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and a bald middle-aged man raised his hand tremblingly, "Does prostate enlargement count?"

I'm afraid the air will suddenly become quiet!

The female tour guide laughed awkwardly, "Please follow me."

She led the members of the "Victor Sect" into a small room next to it. The air was filled with the smell of formalin, and there was also a bit of... disgusting rot in the air.

The lights were dim!

It was a bit difficult to see your fingers when you stretched out your hand!

"Ah!!"

Suddenly a woman shouted, and everyone was startled.

"What's wrong?!" The husband asked with a frown, patted her shoulder to comfort her, and the woman pointed to the front. Everyone looked over and saw a shocking scene!

A huge glass cover with several corpses inside!

One person was hung on it, his tongue sticking out, another person's head was chopped off, the body and the head were placed together, maybe because it was a long time, the blood had dried up, and two bodies were pierced with javelins, with their heads tilted, eyes wide open, standing.

"This is the most intuitive scene of the execution of drug dealers in the entire museum. In Tijuana, any drug dealer! As long as you are involved in drugs, I'm sorry, here you can choose how to die." The female guide pointed at them, "Please be careful, Victor is watching you!"

The dim light made her look a little scary.

Many people swallowed their saliva.

"Hi! Victor!"

Just when the mood was a little frightened, a young white man suddenly jumped out, "That's how it should be, ladies and gentlemen, the drug war has never been a treat, what we have to do is to kill them all!"

"Have you forgotten the purpose of our sect?"

The young man blushed, and raised his hands excitedly, "We are the vanguard of drug control, we guard the starry sky, and guard the innocence of childhood!"

The people below couldn't help but read the outline, "The only way to deal with drug dealers is to kill, follow Victor's footsteps, liberate Mexico, liberate the United States, and liberate the world!"

The female commentator stood quietly by, looking at the young white man, and remembered his name in her heart.

"Forrest Gump!"

It was also a college student who wrote to Victor, and also a passionate "Victorian" figure.

The first stop this time was to visit the "Anti-Drug Museum" in order to select the little leader who could lead them in the United States. The female commentator was also part of the evaluation, looking at this group of people to see who has the potential to develop into a core believer.

She wrote down several potential faces, and then smiled and said, "Please follow me. The following is the last place. After we finish the tour, Mr. Victor will have lunch with you in the city hall next door!"

"At that time, Mr. Victor will give each of you a surprise gift!"

"What is the gift?" Forrest Gan asked hurriedly.

The female commentator did not hide it and said directly, "Mr. Victor's famous quotes from his time as a prison guard to the present, and a self-narrated history "A Life of Struggle"!"

"Mr.'s autograph."

...

At this time, Victor was in the small garden at the entrance of Tijuana City Hall.

The bodyguard looked around vigilantly, and Casare followed behind, quietly looking at the buttocks of the woman in front.

Of course, this is appreciation!

Not a pervert.

This is Ms. Sandra Cisneros!

The female writer who nominated Victor for the Nobel Peace Prize.

"Ms. Sandra, you are more beautiful than I thought." Victor exclaimed. This was originally a polite remark, but who knew that the other party accepted it generously and said something unexpected.

"Thank you! Of course, you have to dress up the best to meet your prince charming."

This made Victor confused. He turned his head to look at her. Sandra Cisneros's eyes... NMD, do you have to be so nagging?

She couldn't hide her admiration and a kind of weird love for him?

? ? ? ?

What's going on?

"Hahahaha, your compliment is really interesting." Victor's eyelids twitched.

This woman wants to sleep with him?

It's too obvious.

But he is also an old man after all, and his face is not ordinary thick. Did he meet an admirer?

Sandra Cisneros really thinks he is attractive!

This very "nonsense" plot will really happen.

Fidel Castro, who also had a charismatic personality, once received a woman from the United States. Her name was Marita Lorantz. This woman said that she fell in love with him the first time she saw him. That kind of charisma, really, how can I put it, it just attracts people.

Then she got pregnant with him, but later had a miscarriage. When Marita returned to the United States, the CIA found her and brainwashed her, saying that her child was killed by Castro.

In January 1960, Marita, who was on a secret mission, returned to Castro again, waiting for an opportunity to launch an assassination.

Her method of assassinating Castro was to secretly drug him, and there was a deadly poison hidden in her makeup box.

That day, she pretended to go to the bathroom, then secretly took out the poison and put it in the water that Castro was going to drink. As long as he drank it, he would die immediately.

But what Marita didn't expect was that the poison went bad in the cosmetics, and it immediately became turbid after being thrown into the water.

Marita had no choice but to pour the poisoned water into the toilet and flush it away. When she was about to flush the poisoned water in the toilet, Castro entered the toilet and saw this scene.

Marita thought she would definitely not survive this time, but what she didn't expect happened. Castro took out a pistol, took the initiative to put it in Marita's hand, and said: "Just kill me with it!" Then he sat on the sofa and smoked his favorite Cuban cigar leisurely. Marita said sadly: "Don't force me, I can't do it, I love you deeply!"

Then...

The woman gave up the assassination.

This should be the most thrilling and story-telling of the 638 assassinations!

Which hero is not surrounded by beautiful women...

Only Victor has a little habit. Others pursue women with gold, necklaces, and flowers, but he never pursues women because he shoots three times when he meets them.

He only calls the other party a hero if they are not dead!

"Uh... Thank you very much for Ms. Sandra's nomination..."

"You can call me, Marel, this is my nickname, my closest people call me that."

Looking at the other party's evasive eyes, Sandra Cisneros jumped in front of Victor with her hands behind her back, "You just want to talk to me about this boring job? Maybe, we should sit down and have a drink."

Latin American women are wild, otherwise the red light district would not be so famous.

But...

It's not that Victor doesn't understand romance.

Sister, you are 35 years old, and your R is sagging!

Do you think I can eat anything?

I am also very moral, okay?

But of course I can't say that. Victor looked at the time, "I like to be strict with myself. Now is working time. The anti-drug cause has not been successful. What I have to do is to work hard and make continuous progress. During this time, I will not consider letting myself relax."

Casare's mouth moved slightly when he heard it from behind.

You just think she is not good-looking, why don't you try another younger one?

Aren't you just greedy for her body?

If it was female reporter Belsaria Rumsfeld, you'd better take off your pants.

Ugh!

Scumbag!

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